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went rigid. Her nipples speared the lace she wore. The protruding points grazed the material enough to show their true shape and leave a nice impression.
    She took a deep breath. “I fucked Jason this morning after spending the night bound to his bed with him passed out between my legs.”
    “What?” Good God. Neely gave new meaning to asshole .
    “It’s as bad as it seems,” she continued. “I was bound to his bed and he was passed out between my legs for several hours.”
    “So when he woke up, you fucked him?”
    “Yes,” she admitted. “It was quite easy to do. I closed my eyes and pretended he was you.”

Chapter Eleven
     
    A stormy, lust-driven kiss followed her intimate disclosure. Jason would’ve considered her admission the ultimate betrayal.
    Kimberly didn’t care. She had known when she’d left him. She was finally over him. She was finished with the Kimberly-Jason saga.
    When their lips parted, Wyatt reached for the bottle of champagne and replenished their glasses. “There’s more to tell and I want to hear all of it.”
    Kimberly took a sip of alcohol and let the bubbly sensation wash across her tongue. She hadn’t thought of the consequences, but she should’ve guessed Wyatt would want a few more details.
    “I have a hard-on for specifics.”
    Her pussy clenched at the thought. She bit back a smile as she imagined him erect, pulsing at her entrance, demanding to know more. She wondered. If she were handcuffed to his bed, would he threaten to punish her if she didn’t reenact her earlier daydreams?
    “This is our first date,” she reminded him, refusing to give her fantasies the upper hand.
    “Do you think it will be our last?” His firm jaw set in a line of determination. He wasn’t about to let the topic die.
    “I’m not comfortable telling you anything more than what I’ve already shared.”
    A slight sneer revealed awesome tales. Wyatt was a man who was used to taking what he wanted. He enjoyed submissive women, but he liked them best when they followed his every wish, his every command.
    In that moment, she realized she had a decision to reach. She had a choice to make.
    Did she want to continue life as a submissive woman, or did she want to try living a vanilla life?
    “You have that right,” he told her, casually sliding his arm on the leather rest between them.
    “And it feels exhilarating.”
    “But for how long?” he asked, dragging his finger from her wrist to her elbow. “How long would you enjoy keeping those fantasies to yourself? Moreover, would it benefit you to keep those secrets from me?”
    Not at all—he made a valid point. She shivered under his touch and decided on a compromise. “Do you like to trade information?”
    He laughed. “You’re the little negotiator of the family. Aren’t you?”
    “It’s one of the reasons why I don’t get along with one of my fathers. We’re too much alike.”
    “Which dad?” Wyatt asked.
    “Kane.”
    He frowned. “There’s more to the feud between you and your dad than you’re willing to talk about.”
    “He doesn’t like Jason.”
    “So I’ve heard,” Wyatt admitted. “I don’t like Jason.”
    “Why?” she asked, cocking her head.
    “We were talking about trading information,” he reminded her, changing the subject.
    Now she wanted to barter for something else, but she understood the game of giving and taking. She couldn’t gain one thing without swapping something of value. She carefully weighed if she wanted to know what his intentions were or why he didn’t like Jason. Finally, she asked, “Do you only date submissive women?”
    “Yes,” he replied. “I’ve responded. Now tell me how you imagined us together.”
    “Is that what I said?”
    “Don’t play games with me, Kimberly.” His eyes darkened. Every muscle in his body seemed to visibly tense.
    Kimberly found his brooding persona completely irresistible. She wanted to bottle up that natural sexual prowess, savor it like fine wine,